"Damian, you can tell me anything" He already knows what I was gonna say so I might as well, but he may not feel the same. "It's nothing, really. I am just glad to have met you" I smiled as he did too. there was a long pause before Jon spoke up "I'm glad that I met you too, but maybe we can be m-" He hesitated to finish his sentence and instead just moved his body closer to me. Hopefully, our body's will be closed one day or I could never forgive myself for losing the only chance I had with the one I love.

"I have my mind full of unsaid things I want to say to you. You may not think the same but. I like you Damian" I froze in my position. No. not now, I cant focus on a relationship right now, I am under too much pressure with everything happening around me. Jon took a step away from me with a sad face.

"You paused. I am sorry I thought you felt the same way" He clenched his fist and started to walk away from me. For some reason I froze in place, I couldn't move. I know that he deserves better in life than being stuck with me. "I am sorry Jon, I cant be there for you-" He then stopped and got frustrated.

"I thought you actually cared! You are just the same person from the day we met" Jon had tears rushing down his face. My one chance to be happy just flew out of my arms. I have no reason to act nice anymore or act like I care. I then noticed that I started to cry too, even if my face showed no emotion I was still crying. I actually thought that I had a chance, I could've but I paused and rejected him.I started to walk towards the entrance of the place, cause I was just gonna go home, 

Dick P.O.V

Is it bad, that all I wanted to do was to hug Jason? He grew up so close to me, we were brothers. I actually loved him at one point that's how close we were. I wasn't chained up nor was I being beaten and I haven't at all in a while. Jason just seemed to stare at me and talk about how hurt he was. He was so broken. 

"Jason, you don't have to be so mean, you can turn back. And if Bruce doesn't believe you can accomplish that, We can go together. Just me and you"  I would forgive him in an instant if we just accept the light, not the darkness. 

"It's too late. I messed up Barbara. I could never come back from that" He sat across from me in a wooden chair as he buried his head into his knees. You could hear the silent tears he was crying falling onto the cement floor.

"It's never too late!-"

"YES! yes, it is!" there was a long silent pause.

"I remember dying, the last thing I thought of was my mom, she never deserved me to think of her while I was dying"

"I didn't know it but while I was thinking of her in the next three hours there was gonna be an explosion. I wasn't gonna feel it though, I wasn't gonna feel the splinted wood piercing through my left thigh, the heavy ceiling collapsing on my torso, the burning scorch of flames licking through inside out, the air being forced away from my burning lungs. You don't know it but I started to think about you, and my true family. Not my mom."

"BUT I STILL THOUGHT HE WAS GONNA COME!

just like always, just like last time, just like the begging 

I kept hearing something break, something snap, something twitch, but I won't know the sounds of my own bones being shattered and crushed. I will not realize the pipe hitting dead on my body, on my elbows, on my rib cage, on my knees, at the side of my head. They are breaking every joint, every portion every inch of my bruised form body! 

I didn't know in the next three hours that I'm gonna realize that I'm alone. and all always be alone

                                                                              and there is no one gonna save you.

You don't know but in a distance that day a boy will cry. You didn't know that also in the next three hours he was not gonna make it, he was not coming back. Bruce was never gonna make it in time. He was never gonna be on time.

He will always be late, late LATE! always a little too late. A tad too late for me.

I wanted to close my eyes but instead, I opened them wide, my eyes will stay fix on that door, fix on the handle, fix on that spot. The spot where he was gonna crash through. The spot I knew he would. He will save the day. Save my mom. save me. save my soul. This is what he always does. He will always save you from yourself. He will always save you. He has to because no one else will.

I didn't know it but in the next three hours, this was all gonna be a bundle of big fat lies I told myself.

I will get beaten up, blown down, driven through, blasted away. And he will not make it on time.

HE WILL BE SO, SO VERY, VERY MUCH TOO LATE.

The last thing I was gonna see is the sight of my mom dying, of myself coughing fire.

He will hold my battered, bruised, broken body in his arms and he will cry. He will cry but he will not understand why, he will not see the big picture, he will not cope. he will only know that I am gone, That I am never to come back.                                                                                                                                                                  never to open my eyes.                                                                                                                                                          never to smile again never to smile at him.

never ever.